Max's Miscellaneous Musings

After umming and ahhing about going for a ride this afternoon, I headed out at 3pm, with the intention of doing the Nudgee 40Km ride. I figured that'd give me two hours of daylight to go for a ride, it'd be getting a bit cooler, and all would be good.

All was not good. By the 5Km mark, I knew something was wrong. My little legs didn't want to turn anymore. 500 metres later, I started questioning if I'd even make it to the 10Km mark. I turned around. At the 7Km mark I had to stop. I caught my breath for a few minutes then pushed on. Somehow, despite being so exhausted I couldn't do my intended ride, I managed to climb up the last hill on the middle ring up front and the 3rd on the back, standing I made it home with 11.65Km on the clock. Bah. What a totally, totally shit ride.

There is much to report on the progress of The Mythical Shirt, but I'm too tired to post about it now. Maybe tomorrow.